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OK, what is the one thing, that every living, breathing thing does...and yet, no one wants to talk about? You got it, POOP! (guessed it cuz of the title didn't ya?)

YIKES, the things that come outta kids behinds! BLECH!

There I was, on a long call...about 41 minutes to be exact...no matter the reason for the call, it is only setting up the inevitable. We have a monitor in Bella's room, the kind you can hear and see. Well, during this call, she kept fussing...I figured it was cuz she was put down for a nap, and didn't wanna. During the call, I would glance at the monitor, checking on her, and she was playing, rolling around, stomping the mattress...in general being Bella, not wanting to nap.

Towards the end of this call, I happened to glance another time...and there she was, sitting up, legs spread, and her hand down her diaper. Pulling her hands out, staring at her hands, then BAMM, up to the face...

Now, she has done this plenty of times...we figured it is the time where every kids discovers themselves,...and, as much as we don't really care to see it, we let her be...she giggles when we tell her to take her hand outta her diaper...it truly is cute...but not this time.

I looked closer..and had to cut the call off, telling them..."I think I have a poop issue to deal with....

I couldn't really see if it was poop or not, but it would explain the fussiness...she tends to fuss about when she has pooped...and we haven't gotten her to tell us the word yet...ya know, when she needs a changing...and this was one of those times I WISHED she had learned that word...c'mon, just this once.

I hurried up to her room, opened the door, turned on the light...and asked..."u poop"? I didn't actually have to ask, I could, um, er, ahem, smell it....whatever anyone says, no one can ever prepare u for the onslaught of bodily functions, (& the inevitable smell accompanying them), coming out of our little ones.

Anyway, walking over to the crib, my heart sank...I knew, just knew, what I was about to encounter...and VOILA! There it was...all over...the sheets, the blanket, her teddy bear, her face, her hands, her fingers...and...her eyelids....GAWD! ICK! ARRGH! BLECH, BLECH, BLECH! WHY ME??????

Make a long story short, I stripped her, bathed her, changed her and fed her...thus the pic of her eating dinner....

Well of course, what, did you expect...we absolutely think of our little one as a superstar!!! She continues to amaze us, growing and learning daily. Bella loves to wander around the house...sometimes I feel she is running around, screaming inside..."I'm Free- I'm Free"! She could walk, and run around all day if we let her...of course, that means Daddy has to run around and watch her, making sure she doesnt get into the cabinets, or close the doors...she has this thing, if a door is open, she is gonna close it...then, cant figure out, how to re-open it (YET)!!

Posting a short vid of her playing with two of her favorites, her headband and her sunglasses! Everytime she puts them on, I scream SUPERSTAR...She loves it!

I could not make it to my Mothers Memorial service. It was a very difficult, and agonizing decision. I will write later, about my reasons. My wonderful niece Debbie, agreed to read at the service, the words I had written for my Mother:

I am here to speak for my Uncle David, about his Mother, My Grandmother, Our Friend!.

“Mom had an incredibly tough last 40 years. Always struggling to make ends meet, always worried, always concerned for her family. If anything, one thing she taught me, through the trials and tribulations of her own life, it was how hard life can be, but how we all get through it… life is worth living. Family was always on her mind, regardless of where we were in life, she loved us. Regardless of the roads we traveled, she was there for us. Mom could never say no…not to her family!

Mom would not want us to grieve for long. Instead, she would encourage us to remember her for her laughs, her smiles, her numerous clichés, her sarcastic sense of humor. Since I was a kid, I have still been trying to figure out the whole…”David, close the door, you’re letting the fly’s out”…or the…”ah geez, go out and play in the middle of the street would ya”? Throughout the hard times, and Mom had many, she always maintained a sense of humor. Many of our family members have that same sense of humor. Life is too short, as evidenced here today, not to smile and laugh.

These last 5-6 years were her time. Her time to relax in life, to enjoy family, to sit and cross stitch a blanket for my daughter, watching the sunset on the patio of my Brothers home; to finally, just be. She received God in her later years, and I believe this helped her immensely. She found friends in the church, and her spiritual beliefs were shared. And enjoyed!

And now, Mom is gone, never to be forgotten. I can still here her voice, saying Hello when I would call…waiting for her to turn up the hearing aid, check the battery, and say Hello again. Gone but never far away from family. She is at peace now, no longer in pain, no longer suffering the physical body. She is with God, with family gone long before her…Her Mother & Father, her sisters, her son Bobby, and her husbands Sam and Robert.. Numerous friends and extended families, gathered around her, sharing, loving and all of them, watching over us now!”